"I'M NOT WHO I USED TO BE, ANGEL."

Chapter 10

"Finally I know."

Previously on "I'M NOT WHO I USED TO BE, ANGEL.":

The knocking became louder. That's when I heard a familiar voice.
"NORA! NORA GET YOUR ASS OUT THE HOUSE! OR I SWEAR I'M BREAKING THE WINDOW AND BAM! I'M INSIDE! JAMES BOND STYLE!" I laughed. I missed Vee so much! I totally forgot about her and felt guilty for it. I was about to shout back a classy James Bond comment when Patch put a hand over my mouth. I knew it was too good to be true, I knew I wouldn't see my best friend for a while, a long long while.

Now:

Friend.

I mumbled against Patch's hand, I wanted him off of me, I wanted to hug my best friend, wanted to see her, but Patch being Patch still had to get me to Gabe. I bet he was already in trouble for delaying the- whatever we were supposed to be doing there- thing.

"THAT'S IT! I'M LETTING MYSELF IN!" Vee shouted still outside the house. I knew that she could get in the house because she had a key since I was the one who made it for her last year.
"Patch please," I pleaded, hoping I would be able to see my best friend one last time before being taken away to Gabe because he says so! I don't understand! Why can't he just tell me what is going on?! "I want to see her." Patch just stared at me like I was crazy.
"No." Was all he said, his voice deep and calm. I felt his hand on my cheek, the other hand grabbed my waist and pulled me closer. I was about to scream again, scream for Vee although I guess Patch knew me better than I thought and covered my mouth.

I kicked his leg, I screamed against his hand but nothing. He wouldn't move. I bit into his palm and he nearly let go. He loosened up a little and I heard him groan but that was it, nothing else. I bit him again but this time instead of moving Patch grabbed me by my throat and pushed me against the wall. My back felt like it was going to get bruised. Cold tears ran down my cheek and Patch's grip tightened around my neck, I tried to scream but the noise came out as a squeal. I couldn't escape, as much as I tried I simply couldn't.
"Do you promise not to scream or run if I let go?" He loosened his grip on my throat and I felt like I could breathe again, at least a little, enough so that I could speak.
"R-Rot in h-hell." My voice was shaky and I closed my eyes, waiting for the tight grip on my throat again. But nothing happened. Patch just stood there, his hand slightly loose on my throat like before and I was still pressed against the wall. "Angel," His cold hand ran down my cheek, his thumb softly wiped away my tears. "You have to understand that I'm doing this for your own good." I opened my eyes, my vision slightly blurry from the tears that still threatened to spill. "Screw you." I said, not caring anymore, not trying to remember the old caring Patch because the old Patch...he was gone. And I knew it from the day I saw those cold black eyes in the woods. My Patch was gone. And there was no way of getting him back.

"I think you already did, sweetheart." Patch smirked. I couldn't believe that his smirk disgusted me now. I used to love that cheeky and devious little smirk of his but now, now it was pure evil. "Now come on. Don't play games with me, you know that I am stronger, faster and I'm not afraid to hurt you." I shivered. The thought of Patch hurting me, again, was horrible, unreal. "Where's P-Patch?" I asked, trying to contain the sobs that were desperately trying to get out. "I'm here. Everything is fine. I'm perfectly normal, in a Fallen Angel way, except..." He trailed off, winking which meant he wanted me to guess.

"WHAT?! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! ANSWER ME! I CAN'T STAND THIS! I WANT MY PATCH! THE PATCH THAT CARES! THE PATCH THAT PROMISED TO TAKE CARE OF ME EVEN WHEN I TOLD HIM I WAS FINE! WHERE IS HE?! BECAUSE YOU! YOU ARE NOT HIM!" Half of that sentence came out as a sob, a cry. His long fingers that I used to think were so sexy were now the most disgusting thing, the thing that made me want to puke, if he was himself I would of loved them, now...I hate them. I hate everything about him! They touched my cheek then trailed down from my jaw to my chest where I hadn't realised my hands were. I gulped as he took my hands into his and put them against his chest, right above his heart. "W-What are you doing?" I didn't mean to but my voice came out a little like a whisper. "Can you feel anything?" No. I couldn't feel anything. No warmth on him, no tenderness anymore as he touched me...No heartbeat.

I didn't know what to say. He didn't have a heart, how can someone not have a heart?! Was this the reason he was acting all strange? Did he pretend to be kind and caring for...for as long as I can think of? I did not know anymore.

There was a click and I knew exactly where it came from. The front door. Vee was inside the house.

I'M SO SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG! I HAD TESTS IN SCHOOL AND ALL THAT! PLUS I'M ALSO WRITING ANOTHER HUSH, HUSH FANFIC ;) I'LL UPLOAD IT SOON ALONG WITH THE UPDATE! LOVE YOU GUYS!